As I was putting my backpack over my shoulder, I received a text message with a photo of my grandson holding a sign announcing it was his first day of kindergarten. He was holding his new blue Lego backpack that my wife and I bought him. It was the first day of school for both of us. We were both standing at the edge of something new.
You Are Never Too Old to Go Back to School
Carter Michael just turned 6 as he entered his school building. I am 62 heading toward 63 as I walked into my school building for class. There鈥檚 a 56-year gap between us, yet we were doing the same thing. Going back to school at 62 isn鈥檛 just about earning another degree. It鈥檚 a statement about possibility. When I was in my 30鈥檚 and 40鈥檚, I saw 62 as a time of retirement away from working in the field of education. Now that 62 has arrived, I feel a bit differently.
I have had and continue to be grateful for the 40-plus years of experiences I鈥檝e had from classroom teacher to principal to district administrator to superintendent. In that journey, the one accomplishment I lacked was earning my doctoral degree.
Age can often be seen as a barrier, but in my life, I have discovered curiosity and growth don鈥檛 expire. I remember being a very young principal supervising staff members that were twice my age. I now find myself in a classroom with peers that are half my age. Suddenly, it hit me; learning never ends. I realized I was the one holding myself back. This realization led me to go back to my alma mater, Pacific Lutheran University (for both my bachelor and master鈥檚 degrees), and walk the campus that provided such joy decades earlier.
Do Something for the First Time 鈥� Again
The difference between Carter Michael and myself is that he was entering school for the first time and I was entering school for the first time鈥攁gain. Carter Michael鈥檚 mom, Amy, sent pictures of Carter leaving her arms and walking through the door to be greeted by caring 糖心动漫vlog. He appeared to confidently smile at his mom and turn to go through the door. Amy鈥檚 鈥渕om heart鈥� both celebrated and hurt to see her oldest child go through this threshold.
At 62, I could feel my parents鈥� pride and presence as I drove myself to school, parked my car, and walked through the doors of the education building. I want to say I wasn鈥檛 nervous鈥攂ut that wouldn鈥檛 be true. I didn鈥檛 sleep well the night before my first class. I had the recurring dream of not getting my assignments completed that I hadn鈥檛 experienced since I took my last college course.
Upon entering the classroom, the nerves turned to excitement as I recognized peers I mentored during their superintendent internship program. I was welcomed graciously, which provided me a sense of belonging. As class began and after years of leading, I told myself to be a learner. I was doing something for the first time鈥攁gain, and like all firsts, it was exciting, nerve-wracking, and invigorating! I realized I had gotten comfortable and had forgotten the thrill of being a beginner.
Answer the Tug on Your Head and Heart 鈥� Don鈥檛 Stop Learning
Now, without any motive of career advancement, I felt the tug toward wanting to do my doctoral studies in educational leadership. It was a goal of mine, not verbalized to anyone. I have found in life when we ignore that call, something inside us quiets; when we answer it, something awakens. Over the past year, I allowed the dream of this accomplishment to awaken.
I was insecure thinking that if I told others, the reaction would not be one of support because of my age or without a reason for career advancement. What I discovered was the opposite, the idea of going back to school was embraced and encouraged. The reaction of others filled my soul, and I realized learning isn鈥檛 just intellectual, it鈥檚 soulful.
Ultimate Lessons Learned
If you are quietly wondering if it鈥檚 too late鈥攊t鈥檚 not.
If you are quietly wondering whether to try something for the first time鈥攄o it.
If you are quietly wondering whether to answer the tug on your head and heart鈥攁nswer it.
